When peace like a river attendeth my soul. When sorrows like sea billows roll. Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come.That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate. It is well with my soul, “It is well, it is well with my soul”.
Give me another! I am familiar with many worship and praise choruses. Having participated in leading worship, I love them and sing them even when I am alone and in the quiet of our home….BUT there is just something tangibly different about the old hymns of the church when the trials roll in like a flood. My sister has recorded a CD with “It is well with my soul”, and I know that there are many times when singing with her, all of the 6 or 7 verses, my faith is completely renewed from the trials of the day. Here’s the other, “Until Then”, full of hope and longing for the day we see Jesus face to face.
My heart can sing when I pause to remember a heartache here is but a stepping stone
Along a trail that’s winding always upward, This troubled world is not my final home. The things of earth will dim and lose their value If we recall they’re borrowed for awhile;
And things of earth that cause the heart to tremble, remembered there will only bring a smile. This weary world with all its toil and struggle may take its toll of misery and strife;
The soul of man is like a waiting falcon; When it’s released, it’s destined for the skies.
Chorus: But until then my heart will go on singing, Until then with joy I’ll carry on,
Until the day my eyes behold the city, Until the day God calls me home.